Time Waits For No Man [Corbie]

Álarr wasn't getting any younger that was for sure. It was hard to believe he was in his seventh year already and no matter how he tried time wasn't slowing down. If anything it felt like it was speeding up. Álarr had done some thinking on his role within Avalon and had decided it was time for him to step up into a new role. He was older, experienced, but not so ancient that anyone needed to worry about him passing on shortly. He'd caught the scent of predators here and there on his patrols and it only incensed him to get the pack more prepared in terms of fighting and battle. Just because they wanted to live a peaceful, secluded existence didn't mean the rest of the world would let them. With autumn around the corner and winter looming after it, the time to act was now as predator pressure was only going to increase. Álarr tipped back his head and called for Corbie.